CHILDREN AT PLAY

"The wind is whistling in the lane," said Sybil.

"Fairies whispering," said Jane.

"The leaves are sighing overhead."

"Songs of dying birds," Jane said.

"The vines are dripping with the rain," said Sybil.

"Diamond necklaces," said Jane.

"The toadstools perk their ugly heads."

"Cricket umbrellas," Jane said.

"The water beats against the pane," said Sybil.

"Clouds are tapping drums," said Jane.

"Let's go ask for sugar-bread."

"Let's do," Jane said.